It was been a long time since I write about Sunday, my internet was just slow to open pages since the frequent raining last month. Today is the first Sunday of the month so the church service was a bit early, after drinking a cup of coffee I headed to the church nearby. Pastor E’s scripture reading for today was from 1 Thessalonians 1: 1-3, with a new topic for the whole month which is “My Heritage of Faith, My Legacy”.
When we die, we all leave a legacy behind. Have you ever considered what legacy to leave when you die? How do we want to be remember?
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According to Paul on verse 3 one of the character of a lasting legacy is faith, faith produces good work. Faith is when God invade our hearts, when He let Him do the things for us and accepting His ways rather than doing our own ways. The second character is the legacy of love, a labor prompted by love. Pastor E set an examples what is laboring love, the first one is loving without getting anything in return, the other example is accepting your spouse imperfections, he reiterated how a couple is perfect before marriage, but after marriage all imperfections arises and choosing to accept those imperfections are called labor of love, the last one is the legacy of hope inspired of endurance.
Pastor E finished his preaching by leaving an quotes from Benjamin Franklin that says “If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write something worth reading or do things worth writing.”
A few days ago, I have blogged about my father getting a stomach flu. He was not able to go to work because he felt very tired and have a fever, making me to remember J when he suffered stomach flu in India where he looks so helpless. Anyway, since my father was feverish I gave him the medicine intended for me. After taking it he wants to cut firewood so he will perspire but I stopped him thinking it is not a good idea and he might get sick even more. I told him just to rest and lie down, he listened even though he complains that there is nothing to do since there is nothing worthy to watch in the television. What is funny at home, my mother, instead of looking after my father, she mumbles and blamed him for eating something out ordinary and eating food aside from his lunchbox (lol).
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My father went to work the next day even he is still feverish, I asked him if he is already well and he said he has too feel well even he is not, so as expected he came home feeling cold after work that he has to take a medicine again, I instructed him to take vitamin C as well to stop his colds.
There are times I felt like I am already old, it was like it was just yesterday when my parents look after me when I am sick and tell me what medicine to take, today is the other way around, I was the one who told them what medicine to take when they felt sick.
Long time no update because my internet is quite slow to go online and I have been sick with colds. The other day I have two patients to nurse after my father had a stomach flu and felt feverish, when he came home from work he asked me to make him a cup of coffee since he is feeling cold, I have offer to make him a turmeric ginger tea but he doesn’t like the idea and within just a few hours he started to use the bathroom almost non-stop, he just went out and he has to use it again. We’ve asked him what did he ate at work, it turns they had a raw radish salad for lunch, which make me teased him that maybe the radish was planted near a poop tank that is why the radishes where contaminated, or his co-worker who prepared it has contaminated hands.
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Anyway, I initially gave a biogesic capsule to my father since he said he felt cold and feverish when he came home but since he had a situation I bought two loperamide capsules and asked my sister who went to store to look for ripe bananas but unfortunately there’s none. At dinner I have asked my father to eat so he could take the capsules, he did but since he ate only a spoonful it didn’t help him. It was already midnight and nothing has changed on my father’s situation so I told him, it happens because he didn’t listen to me, he didn’t eat a lot on dinner and not agreeing with me to drink turmeric ginger tea and when I guess he already felt exhausted and tired, he gave in and asked me to make him a turmeric ginger tea, he also ate a big serving of rice, and that’s where the urge to use the bathroom stopped.
My father wasn’t able to go to work the next day because of what happened overnight, he complained of gassy stomach in the morning so I prepared again turmeric ginger tea for him while my sister teased our father to always listen to his Doctor (pertaining to me), lol.
Well, my father wasn’t feeling well until today, he is complaining for sore body and I hope he will felt better tomorrow already.
I have been dreaming lately but I am procrastinated to write about them because of my slow internet connection. I have two dreams last night and my second dream was somewhat weird, it started by seeing myself in the middle of a busy market and then I heard a loud sound, an airplane emerged from the sky, it is flying low and uncontrollable and then I heard a crashed sound coming from the mountains. The plane crashed, people immediately run towards the crashed site but I run home to get my camera and informed my friends. What is weird, I wasn’t rushing when I felt like I have too, along the way I saw our college instructor and our house became a school. My friends and classmate went out too look over the smoking crashed site and as I looked over, people are falling down from the sky and then one woman fly over directly to us safely, she is from the plane and she told us that she fly with her friends just to buy something, we agreed to go to the crash site to look and see her friends.
The crashed site is full of smoke and flames, there are already a lot of people and doctors, some passengers are still seated on their seat belt, some suffer burns and crying. One woman had burn on her arm and was told it will take nine months before her burn will heal. It looks like there are a lot of survivors than casualties.
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Then my dream hopped, I have seen myself and my eldest aunt looking towards the field. Water is flowing down to the field from the crashed site, we’ve been analyzing in which field it is flowing and we found out it is on the field my father is currently farming, my father went to the field and I followed. The water stopped and I found a lot of coins in the mud, in my dream they are Euros and I excitedly picked 5 and 10 euros, as I am going out of the mud I heard announcement from the crashed site and a foreign young kid run towards me from the bushes asking for help. I walked home with the young boy and while walking I asked him some question, I was told they’re going for a vacation with his brother, step-sister, mother and two fathers, I wasn’t able to asked if she has also two mothers because we already reached home. On my mind, I have the thought of surrendering the boy to the authorities but there is a thought that I want him to keep for the day. At home I found a cousin in our living room and my grandmother preparing the sleeping mat, the young boy went with me and when I saw my mother I told her I found a survivor, my mother is hesitant and a bit agitated seeing us because she said she already mopped the floor and my dream ended, I woke up feeling cold.
I don’t know what is my dream all about, and who is the English speaking boy, is it possibly Cody?